ACT III. SCENE, Bolingbroke's Camp at Briftol. Enter Bolingbroke, York, Northumberland, Rofs, Percy, Willoughby, with Bushy and Green Prisoners. BOLINGBROKE. forth these men. B Buy and Green, I will not vex your fouls (Since prefently your fouls muft part your bodies). And ftain'd the Beauty of a fair Queen's cheeks This, and much more, much more than twice all this. Con Condemns you to the death. See them deliver'd Bushy. More welcome is the ftroak of death to me; Boling. My lord Northumberland, see them dispatch'd. Uncle, you fay the Queen is at your house; For heav'n's fake, fairly let her be intreated; Tell her, I fend to her my kind Commends; Take special care, my Greetings be deliver❜d. York. A gentleman of mine I have dispatch'd With letters of your love to her at large. Boling. Thanks, gentle Uncle: come, my lords, away; (6) A while to Work; and, after, Holy-day. (6) Thanks, gentle Uncle; Come, my Lords, away, To fight with Glendower and his Complices, [Exeunt. 7 A while to Work, and after Holyday.] Tho' the inter mediate Line has taken poffeffion of all the old Copies, I have great Suspicion of its being an Interpolation; and have therefore ventur'd to throw it out. The first and third Line rhyme to each other; nor, do I imagine, This was cafual, but intended by the Poet. Were we to acknowledge the Line genuine, it must argue the Poet of Forgetfulness in his own Plan; and Inattention to Hiftory, of which he was most obfervant. Bolingbroke is, as it were, yet but juft arriv'd; He is now at Briftol; weak in his Numbers; has had no Meeting with a Parliament; nor is so far affur'd of the Succeffion, as to think of going to fupprefs Infurrections before he is planted in the Throne. Befides, we find, the Opposition of Glendower begins the First Part of K. Henry IV; and Mortimer's Defeat by that hardy Welfbman is the Tidings of the firft Scene of that Play. Again, tho' Glendower, in the very firft Year of K. Henry IV, began to be troublesome, put in for the Supremacy of Wales, and imprison'd Mortimer; yet it was not till the fucceeding Year, that the King employ'd any Force against him. SCENE SCENE changes to the Coast of Wales. Flourish: Drums and Trumpets. Enter King Richard, Aumerle, Bishop of Carlisle, and Soldiers. K. Rich. B Arkloughly cafle call you this at hand? Aum. Yea, my good lord; how brooks After your toffing on the breaking Seas? for joy Though Rebels wound thee with their horfes' hoofs: Plays fondly with her tears, and fmiles in meeting; Shall faulter under foul rebellious arms. Bishop. Fear not, my lord; that Pow'r, that made you Hath pow'r to keep you King, in fpight of all. And Condemns you to the death. See them deliver'd Bushy. More welcome is the ftroak of death to me; Than Bolingbroke to England.Lords, farewel. Green. My comfort is, that heav'n will take our fouls, And plague injuftice with the pains of hell.~ Boling. My lord Northumberland, fee them dispatch'd. Uncle, you fay the Queen is at your house; For heav'n's fake, fairly let her be intreated; Tell her, I fend to her my kind Commends; Take special care, my Greetings be deliver'd. York. A gentleman of mine I have dispatch'd With letters of your love to her at large. Boling. Thanks, gentle Uncle: come, my lords, a way; (6) A while to Work; and, after, Holy-day. (6) Thanks, gentle Uncle; Come, my Lords, away, To fight with Glendower and his Complices, [Exeunt. A while to Work, and after Holyday.] Tho' the inter mediate Line has taken poffeffion of all the old Copies, I have great Sufpicion of its being an Interpolation; and have therefore ventur'd to throw it out. The firft and third Line rhyme to each other; nor, do I imagine, This was cafual, but intended by the Poet. Were we to acknowledge the Line genuine, it must argue the Poet of Forgetfulness in his own Plan; and Inattention to Hiftory, of which he was moft obfervant. Bolingbroke is, as it were, yet but just arriv'd; He is now at Briftol; weak in his Numbers; has had no Meeting with a Parliament; nor is so far affur'd of the Succeffion, as to think of going to fupprefs Infurrections before he is planted in the Throne. Befides, we find, the Oppofition of Glendower begins the First Part of K. Henry IV; and Mortimer's Defeat by that hardy Welfoman is the Tidings of the firft Scene of that Play. Again, tho' Glendower, in the very firft Year of K. Henry IV, began to be troublesome, put in for the Supremacy of Wales, and imprifon'd Mortimer; yet it was not till the fucceeding Year, that the King employ'd any Force against him. SCENE SCENE changes to the Coast of Wales. Flourish: Drums and Trumpets. Enter King Richard, Aumerle, Bishop of Carlisle, K. Rich. B Arkloughly cafle call you this at hand? Aum. Yea, my good lord; how brooks your Grace the air, After your toffing on the breaking Seas? K. Rich. Needs muft I like it well; I weep for joy Plays fondly with her tears, and fmiles in meeting; Bishop. Fear not, my lord; that Pow'r, that made you Hath pow'r to keep you King, in fpight of all. And |